I am rotting from the inside out.
I’m living as a shadow in your world of self doubt.
Every missed opportunity is like a shot through my gut.
Every moment of silence is another deep cut.
Will you save me or will you take me out?
It’s so ******* lonely in this dark empty house.
Too broken to love, too damaged to care.
Just a sad stupid girl with dumb purple hair.
My body is covered in scars and imperfections.
Crocodile skin, and a warped self reflection.
No, don’t you touch me for it’s far too late.
The pains already there, I have crossed the black gate.
Into the graveyard, it feels more like my home.
With the skeletons and ghosts, we’re together alone.
Just another memory lost and forgotten.
I’m just a small wisp of wind in a large field of cotton.
So leave me behind, and spare me your words.
I’ll shed this body at last, and be one with the birds.
Nov 15, 2019
Nov 15, 2019 at 7:10 AM UTC
I am rotting from the inside out.
I’m living as a shadow in your world of self doubt.
Every missed opportunity is like a shot through my gut.
Every moment of silence is another deep cut.
Will you save me or will you take me out?
It’s so ******* lonely in this dark empty house.
Too broken to love, too damaged to care.
Just a sad stupid girl with dumb purple hair.
My body is covered in scars and imperfections.
Crocodile skin, and a warped self reflection.
No, don’t you touch me for it’s far too late.
The pains already there, I have crossed the black gate.
Into the graveyard, it feels more like my home.
With the skeletons and ghosts, we’re together alone.
Just another memory lost and forgotten.
I’m just a small wisp of wind in a large field of cotton.
So leave me behind, and spare me your words.
I’ll shed this body at last, and be one with the birds.